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eames (_eames) wrote,

"Hm, well, if you play your cards right we might get to that stage," Eames' smile eases into a grin, though it's almost a painful truth, because once they're through Arthur will probably want to rip Eames' balls off.

And wouldn't he just love to give him a chance to do that? His plan has unwound in his head and it seems safest to attempt to get Arthur back to his room and then drug him there. It's the nicest way. If it doesn't work he's going to have to try something a little more brutal and he doesn't really like that.

"Daniel," Eames offers his hand to Arthur, because he is still a gentleman even if he is a gentleman on a rather nefarious mission as far as Arthur is concerned. "It's a pleasure. And what do they call you?" he glances up and over at the company Arthur was keeping before him, at the giggling woman and the almost-drunk men. "Or what would you like to be called?"